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Splay
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SPLAy Policementraceourbodiesinchalk –sotheycanputyoubackifnooneclaimsyou –becausehistoryisknowingwherepeoplefell –becausethey’rechildren Sincethefirstnight,themoon’sbeenbackingoff; likeapossum,aboat,thesingleheadlight ofahit-and-rundriver. Call an ambulance; there’s been a terrible purpose. Hummingbirdsdieintheair.Lookatthedrunkenwasp wavingherbottle,thetreacheryofmorningglories; Edenmusthavebeenaslum. Drink from a cracked cup, the other cups will trust you. TheBigBangiseasiertounderstandifyouknow itwasrehearsed.Likethis:standonapairofcrutches infrontofalargemirror.Now,tellyourselfnottostare. 26 You gonna’ cry? You gonna‘ tell the sky your town is falling? Thegroundcan’twaittomeetus.Thewindwantsus initsway.Somewhereachildistracingadoll. Chalkhasnothingtosay. Everydaythesungetscloser;agoldenretriever, ascratchedcoin,thepapermaskofadoctor. The saddest facts are evidence of joy. Whatdoesthebloodsay? Stay inside. Whatdoes thebreathsay? Come back soon. Whatdoestheskullsay undertheface? Smile, smile, smile. 27 ...